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So there I was, Christmas morning, excited and ready. My family and I awoke early with anticipation. I did so first because after 8 mos. away, to spend Christmas morning opening gifts and exchanging laughter would be such a wonderful gift alone, but I also had a day of travel and football ahead of me. I have to say, mom, dad, and by siblings awent all out this year and I am inable to asy that they or any of the gifts I gave or received left any disapointment. It was one of our greatest Christams's ever! I was home from the desert, Dad is on the road to recovery, Mom's buisness has taken off, Keara has gotten her dream job and is finally moving out, Neil is nearing his end of his Master's program, and Casey is at her final semester at Marquette.

Success was as plentiful as the joy and presents...that alone was gift enough.

But I had a game to look forward to. No time for stories of emotion. ITS GAME TIME. Myfriend Bridget ditched her family to go with me to the frozen tundra to brave not just the cold, or the Packer fans, but the rediculousness that always occurs when the two of us get together. I want to say a an honest and sincer THANK YOU to the sacrifices that Bridget's family made so that she could go to the game with me. Not only did I disapoint my family by not being with them but Bridget dissapointed her, all to make me not celebrate Christmas alone with strangers. Oh, how when you think you've got it all together life gets topsy turvey. Its good to know I have freinds that know what commitment is...its one of the foundations in any relationship.

OK, so many of my favorite things to talk about happened Christmas Day. Bar-B-Q, taunting packerfans, live football, traveling, wining, clinching the division, dancing, running into friends you didn't think you'd see, seeing friends you hadn't in 6 years, meeting a number of people who take interest in you, being able to take interest in the most interesting one...and being able to say goodbye to it all because tommorrow, is another day.

To all of you I didn't get to talk to that night, I am sorry, I would have loved to share the experience with you, leaving voice mails is never the same as being able to just share but thirty seconds to sa, "Thanks for the good times, thanks for being in my life, on this day of family and love know that friends are the family we choose and that friedship and the part of you that you have shared with me is the greatest gift anyone could have asked for." The hardest part about xmas, loving those that can't return that gift.